There’ s a warm arm that awaits
To sling just so around my shoulder
A brazen love that steeps in patience
A daring heart to disarm me
Without fear
Only love
That answers what I ask
And honestly so
That forgets its shame in my presence
and strips me of mine
That contentedly lies with me
sighing in the harmonic tones
that match sound of my soul
The Mewriginal 
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